I tell people what a great time I have with the Lord every morning. I don’t know if everyone believes me? Maybe. Maybe not. I’m telling you, we communicate! I can honestly tell you when I got up this morning I couldn’t wait to go meet with God. So, let me tell you my bee story.

Did you ever hear this saying? She has a bee in her bonnet about something.

Every time I think of that old saying, I picture Nells Olson on Little House on the Prairie. He is standing in his old country store talking to Ma Ingalls about his wife, Harriett. “Oh, Harriett has a bee in her bonnet about . . . something.” It still makes me smile. If you watched the show at all, you will agree that plenty of bees went through Harriett’s bonnet on that show. She was a fabulous actress.

Well, lately I’ve had a few bees in my bonnet–too many situations that need to be fixed and the “bees” (thoughts) start buzzing when I can’t fix them.

So last night I looked for a You Tube video by the late Derek Prince, because if anybody knows spiritual warfare, it’s this old saint. I listened to the teaching by Derek Prince, part one on spiritual warfare. (He leads the congregation in a powerful declaration at the end of this video by the way).

Dr. Prince was very humble in admitting he dealt with depression, which is also defined as “a spirit of heaviness.”

Jesus came to deal with heaviness and depression. In fact, He stood up and read the scroll of Isaiah and read from chapter sixty-one. Part of this chapter talks about Jesus’ glorious work of removing the spirit of heaviness.

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified (Isaiah 61:1-3; Luke 4:16).

Dr. Prince said, “The opposite of heaviness or depression is HOPE.” Well, that got my attention. He encouraged his listeners to put on the helmet of the hope of salvation. So this morning as I had my time with God outside, I looked up the scripture on the helmet of the hope of Helmet of the Hope of Salvation. I opened my Bible in my lap to I Thessalonians chapter five:

But let us who are of the day be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love, and asa helmet the hope of salvation.For God did not appoint us to wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ (I Thessalonians 5:8,9).

I looked up from my Bible because a yellow jacket (bee) decided to circle me. It seems like every morning that bee or one of his cousins makes a visit. He was interested in my coffee, my paper napkin, and my hair. So I prayed out loud, “Father God, please help me kill this bee!”

Suddenly, the bee landed right on I Thessalonians 5:8,9! NO KIDDING! The Lord said, “Close your Bible.”

BAM!

I closed my Bible and then I squeezed it real hard for some time. I wondered if he died right away or if he was suffocating between the pages. (Ewww). Either way, NO MORE BEE.

Get rid of the bee in your bonnet–put on the helmet of HOPE!

I grinned. I heard God tell me to do that. When I was sure that I was sure that yellow jacket was dead, I opened up my Bible. Do you know what? That DEAD BEE was lying flat across I Thessalonians 5:8,9!!

Let’s just say “I learned my lesson” this morning. What an illustration!

A negative thought can buzz around our head like a yellow jacket. We feel annoyed, threatened, interrupted, or just plain “bugged.” (Did anyone just get that pun)? The solution? Kill it with your Bible. Smack that thought with a verse of HOPE. And watch that bee die within seconds.

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My day job is writing--I'm an author and publisher of a number of books. More on that later. But there is nothing of greater importance to me than the early morning hours I spend with the Creator of the Universe. Although He knows everything there is to know, His greatest delight isn't to give us knowledge, but to give us love.
My highest joy is to watch the sun rise with notebook in hand and write the words he speaks to my heart. I want to share some of those words with you here . . . words on the cross.

My childhood girlfriend Latinya called me tonite. When I told her this story, she said, “Aren’t you allergic to bees?” I said, ‘Yes, you remembered!”. She said isn’t that just like the devil? That wasn’t a fly or gnat or buttefly it was a bee. She related her own story then.

Sis: How clever! You did inherit a bit of my sense of humor. We always said that we were a family with a sense of humor. Dad had all the sense and I had all the humor! Truer words were never spoken. 1 Betty 2:6

Jean, that’s wonderful! Do you know anyone who has time to listen to the first sermon and type/transcribe the prayer he prays at the end? I’d really like to post that. I think it will help a lot of us break free